All My Friends Are Nobodies - Zebrahead

To all my friends who are just like me

Another cog in the big machine

Another victim of the industry

It just don’t mean nothing to me

To all the lost who have had enough

To everybody that has given up

Life is tough, are you tough enough?

It just don’t mean nothing to me

Got a belly full of that pesticide

Yeah, ain’t it cool?

We were born to die

Hallelujah, Chica-chica ride

Gonna fool ya with the white lines

To all my friends who’ve had enough

If you should fall, we’ll pick you up

To all my friends who’ve had it rough

If you should fall, we’ll pick you up

We’ll pick you up

To all my friends who are just like me

Another face, another nobody

Lies are cheap, but the truth ain’t free

It just don’t mean nothing to me

To all the ones who aren’t good enough

To everybody that don’t measure up

Life is rough, are you rough enough?

It just don’t mean nothing to me

Got a belly full of that pesticide

Yeah, ain’t it cool?

We were born to die

Hallelujah, Chica-chica ride

Gonna fool ya with the white lines

To all my friends who’ve had enough

If you should fall, we’ll pick you up

To all my friends who’ve had it rough

If you should fall, we’ll pick you up

We’ll pick you up

Smoke 'em if you got 'em 'cause we’re not to be forgotten

A broke future don’t mean our hearts gotta turn rotten

Our backs tied to a land slide got us crawling

Calling out to the lost and the fallen

To all my friends who’ve had enough

If you should fall, we’ll pick you up

To all my friends who’ve had enough

If you should fall, we’ll pick you up

To all my friends who’ve had it rough

If you should fall, we’ll pick you up

We’ll pick you up

We’ll pick you up